My magic weapons are all rule-based

"The old thief Qinchuan came down with a letter of challenge and asked me to wait for a decisive battle tomorrow. How to deal with the enemy?"

That night, everyone in the Song family gathered together. The head of the family, Song Boyan, sat on the throne and asked everyone with a solemn expression holding a letter in his hand.

Everyone was silent.

The Qin and Song families have been fighting for more than a day, especially recently over a foundation-building pill.

There have been at least five or six battles below, and there have been casualties.

But today, the ancestor of the Qin family inexplicably issued a letter of challenge and directly brought the fight to the top.

No matter how much the two families fight...it won't end like this.

"Master, if the Qin family made such a move, could it be that the old thief Qin Chuan broke through?"

As soon as these words came out, a shadow fell on the faces of everyone in the meeting hall.

Very possible!

If this is the case, then the Song family is in danger.

There is not much difference in strength between the two families.

But my ancestor was in the late stage of foundation building, and the old monster of the Qin family was slightly better than his ancestor.

But the ancestor has a yellow-grade flying sword, so he and the Qin family are also capable of competing with each other.

Now if the old monster of the Qin family really increases in strength, the Song family will no longer be able to stop him.

"If that old bastard of the Qin family really breaks through, wouldn't it mean that he has reached the legendary pill-forming stage? I don't think this battle can be fought."

"If we don't fight, will we give up the Foundation Establishment Pill to others in vain? In another ten years, our Song family will have the opportunity to produce another Foundation Establishment. The Foundation Establishment Pill was given to the Qin family, and sooner or later we will still be the same. perish."

"That's right, the Foundation Establishment Pill can't be given away so easily. They've issued a letter of defence, and we haven't even started fighting yet. How shameless is it that we're going to collapse? I, the Song family, still have the honor to continue to hang out in Tianshan City. ”

For a time, the meeting hall was noisy.

The two sides with opposite views are in tit-for-tat opposition.

The aura of the powerful Qi refiner stirred the air.

As the noise continued in his ears, the head of the family, Song Boyan, slammed the table and shouted: "That's enough! Since you can't make up your mind, just ask the ancestor to make a decision. When the time comes, the battle and everything will be decided by the ancestor."

After that, Song Boyan slammed the door and left, leaving a room full of people in silence.

After going out, Song Boyan quickly rushed outside his ancestor's house.

Indoors, Song Jiancheng listened devoutly to Xu Shan's teaching of the Earth Vine Technique, Ice Cone Technique and other rare spells. ’

Lu Xiangjun and Fifth Lianfeng were playing chess, backgammon.

Hearing a voice coming from outside the door, Song Jiancheng waved his sleeves and said displeasedly: "Just tell me if you have anything."

"Ancestor, the Qin family has come to write a letter of challenge. For the Foundation Establishment Pill, I have an appointment with the Song family to have a decisive battle outside the south city tomorrow... Please give me your instructions, ancestor."

"I know, you go down first."

"yes."

When Song Boyan went out, Song Jiancheng looked at Xu Shan with a flattering look on his face: "Master..."

"Don't call me Master, I said I won't accept old people."

"Senior, you should have heard it. The hostile forces of our Song family asked me for a decisive battle. The ancestor of the Qin family is in an extraordinary realm. This person's strength is not inferior to mine. This..."

"What realm?"

"Foundation-building Dzogchen."

"Dzogchen, aren't you one level behind him?" Xu Shan smiled, "You are quite brave enough to say that your strength is not inferior to yours."

Song Jiancheng's face turned red: "Uh, yes. My level is indeed not as good as his, but I have a magic sword in my hand, and he only uses ordinary soldiers...Senior, you poked my sword out. If I go to challenge this person tomorrow, I will definitely die...please save me, senior!"

Through these few days of contact, he has figured out the temperaments of these three people.

He's not a bad person, he's really just passing through.

He eats and drinks every day, and is willing to give him advice when he has nothing to do, which is very generous!

Now that the Qin family is taking the initiative to bully and come to the door, it is simply asking for death!

Thinking about it, it's not too difficult to ask the three seniors to take action. At worst, I will risk it myself and cry a few times.

"I understand, it's my fault for destroying your magic weapon."

"I don't dare! I don't dare! I really don't mean it... I just want to ask my senior to save my life. The Qin family deceived the people and committed all kinds of evil. For the sake of the lives of the people of Tianshan City and the protection of Tianshan City, my Song family has been with them ..”

"It's almost done." Xu Shan raised his hand and took out a magic sword and handed it over, "I poked your magic weapon and gave you a sword as compensation. This magic weapon has accompanied me through many hardships and dangers, and even killed Jin. Brother Dan, I’ll give it to you.”

Fifth Lianfeng was twisting the chess pieces and couldn't help but glance at Xu Shan's words.

The sword in his hand was strangely shaped. The lower half looked like a normal sword, but the upper half had barbs that looked like fish bones.

Judging from the quality, it's probably around the seventh or eighth level of the Huang rank. It's a shame to say that such a piece of junk has killed a Golden Core cultivator.

He also fooled the little Foundation Establishment monk, really...

Fifth Lianfeng shook his head and continued to play chess.

Song Jiancheng took the magic sword with trembling hands and said with suppressed excitement: "May I ask my benefactor, what is the name of this sword?"

"The name of the sword is Heartbroken."

"Heartbreaker Sword! Good sword, good sword! Thank you benefactor for giving me the sword!" Song Jiancheng looked solemn, knelt on the ground and kowtowed several times.

"Get up, don't play this nonsense." Xu Shan raised his hand and took out another pill, "Didn't the Qin family ask you to fight for the Foundation Establishment Pill? You can give him this Foundation Establishment Pill tomorrow, because this It’s no fun to kill something.”

Seeing the slippery Foundation Establishment Pill right in front of him, Song Jiancheng's mentality was like an ancient well.

Having just collected a handful of magic weapons, the Foundation Establishment Pill was no longer attractive to him.

He would do whatever his benefactor told him to do.

"Just follow my instructions and go down."

"yes!"

Song Jiancheng hurried away holding the Broken Heart Sword, fearing that Xu Shan would go back on his word.

As soon as he left the house, the Fifth Refiner sneered: "You really don't know what's good. The Foundation Building Pill is much more expensive than your broken sword. Why are you helping him? Just let him solve his own problems."

Xu Shan said: "The people who monitored us yesterday left, and today the Qin family came to declare war... It's probably him behind the scenes. It may be inconvenient to take action directly, so he wants to use someone else's hand to test us."

"Then let him try! Isn't that perfect? ​​After the trial, we can directly join the Huanhai Sect. Why are we wasting time here?"

Xu Shan nodded: "That's true, but the acting should be more perfect. We are all kind-hearted people, and the character setting must be established. Chen Zhengxin is worried about us in the short term, so it's better to play a little more follow-up so that we can quickly integrate into the Huanhai Sect. It's better to be safer in everything."

.....

The next day, outside the south of the city.

A large number of Qin's people gathered in the south of the city, and dozens of Qi refining masters stood still with swords in their arms.

Qin Chuan, the ancestor of the Qin family, was standing on a flying sword, hanging in the air, with a slightly nervous look between his eyebrows.

In the woods not far away, Jiang Caiying hid in the dark, cursing in his heart.

These rubbish have the nerve to learn from others to practice. The ancestor who has reached the great perfection of foundation building doesn't even have a flying sword.

He hasn't even learned a decent spell, and he can't fly.

Now he has to rely on his remote control of the sword to hold it up. Once the sword is pulled away, the person will fall.

I don't know where this group of wild people started practicing...

Looking at the sky, it's time to fight.

Those three people will probably come over. As long as they come, I will control the two magic weapons and try it out!

Jiang Caiying continued to wait patiently.

Until more than ten minutes later, a young man walked out from the south of the city with a big Song word embroidered on his chest.

The young man walked in front of the Qin family tremblingly.

Qin Chuan turned his head and looked down, saying in a calm tone: "Where is Song Jiancheng? What's the meaning of your Song family sending a junior like you?"

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